Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All Chapter 1407 - 1235

Han Bin felt a pang of guilt, realizing he might have been too harsh with Han Qian earlier, which led to her running out of the house crying and now caught in the pouring rain.

"I don’t need your concern. You’re a terrible father! Even if I go mute, it’s none of your business!" Han Qian retorted, though the uncontrollable sobs subsided.

A wave of relief washed over Han Bin as he sighed, "It is my fault as a father. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you so severely. But you must understand, it was for your own good, hoping you would change your ways. However, regarding today's events, I was indeed too hasty!"

Han Bin and his ex-wife had been introduced by their families' elders. In essence, their marriage wasn't born from love but from a mutual sense of suitability. Consequently, Han Qian's birth wasn't a product of romantic passion but a natural continuation of life, stemming from basic human instincts.

Life had been proceeding in a rather unremarkable fashion. Han Bin harbored no grand ambitions. Yet, tragedy struck when his ex-wife passed away suddenly, shortly after Han Qian turned one year old. Han Bin remained single until he re-encountered Feng Lu, and following a conversation with Feng Wei, he eventually remarried.

To put it plainly, Han Bin’s approach to both marriage and having children was largely indifferent—expendable, even.

However, Feng Lu, who seemed uninterested in earlier years, became tenacious once her sights were set on him after many years. How could she possibly allow Han Bin to deny her a proper status?

Considering this, even without Feng Wei’s intervention, Han Bin was destined to fall into Feng Lu’s grasp, unable to escape the "bondage" of marriage.

Carrying his drenching daughter, Han Bin entered the house, himself thoroughly soaked.

"You're back?! Hurry and take Qianqian upstairs for a bath. Brother Bin, you should also wash up and change your clothes. You'll regret it if you catch a cold," Feng Lu exclaimed.

Upon seeing Han Bin carrying Han Qian into the living room, Feng Lu visibly relaxed, though a knot of unease tightened in her chest. Still, to uphold the favorable impression she had recently cultivated with Han Bin, she maintained a facade of kindness and concern.

To her surprise, Han Bin merely offered a curt "hmm" in response. Without even glancing at Feng Lu, he carried Han Qian to the stairs.

"Go take a shower and change your clothes."

At the threshold of Han Qian’s bedroom, Han Bin knelt. After ensuring his daughter was standing steadily, he spoke these words before heading towards the master bedroom.

His clothes were completely soaked and felt incredibly uncomfortable to wear.

At that moment, Han Bin’s sole desire was to quickly take a shower and change into dry clothes.

Downstairs, in the living room.

Feng Lu felt a sting of hurt from Han Bin’s dismissive attitude upon his arrival. She walked to the dining table, ate a little to quell her hunger, and then returned to the sofa, lost in thought. The sound of Han Bin’s footsteps descending the stairs jolted her back, but she paid him no mind, instead rising and passing him by to return to the bedroom on the second floor.

Feng Lu remained silent towards Han Bin until bedtime that night.

Likewise, Han Bin made no move to initiate conversation with Feng Lu.

Each carrying their own burdens, they retired to bed, backs turned to one another.

The following morning.

"Qianqian has a fever. I’ve already given her medicine for it. Please keep a close eye on her at home. If the fever subsides, that’s fine, but if it returns, you must take her to the hospital," Han Bin instructed Feng Lu after they finished breakfast.

"Don't worry, I'll remember," Feng Lu replied with a slight nod.

Han Bin added, "Don't forget to call Han Qian's homeroom teacher to request leave for her."

"I'll call her shortly," Feng Lu answered.

"I have a crucial contract signing this noon and don’t wish to be bothered by other matters. Nevertheless, I must stress again: pay close attention to Qianqian!"

After a brief pause, Han Bin's deep voice resonated again, "You are the elder. Regarding Qianqian... please be more accommodating towards her. After all, she is still young. Yielding a little is not a significant concession."

"Alright, I will follow your instructions."

Internally, Feng Lu seethed, but outwardly, she agreed meekly. As Han Bin’s gaze met hers, a subtle hint of grievance flickered in her eyes.

Yet, Han Bin remained unmoved.

Around midday, Han Qian's fever, which had momentarily subsided, returned. Aware that Han Qian's condition was deteriorating, Feng Lu inexplicably delayed calling the driver to take her to the hospital.

It's worth noting that after Han Bin departed for the company, he had instructed the driver to return to the small villa and remain on standby, specifically for Feng Lu's convenience in using the car.

To put it plainly, this arrangement was intended to facilitate swift transport to the hospital by the driver, in case Han Qian's recurring fevers led to complications like brain damage, ensuring Feng Lu and Han Qian could receive prompt medical attention.

Second floor.